CHAPTER 11
Lance
Jesus fucking Christ. I was enjoying the moment when I heard that woman talking about me, feeling like a normal person. I was enjoying my time with Leila, but that voice was like ice water being poured right over us. That’s what I get for trying to shop at normal stores with the general population.
I tried to play it cool as we left, feigning that I preferred the stock there. I loved the stuff I saw in the first store, but it was all too real that I might be recognized with Leila. I was lucky this time and I went down to some smaller stores and found some stuff that I could settle for. I was happy to go back to my bubble with her and eat on the back deck where we could just talk and laugh.
I knew that every time we went out, I was risking being called out. I knew that someday she’d find out and told myself that I needed to be honest with her. Leila saw me blow thousands of dollars on furniture as well as a beach house. She had to wonder what was going on with me, unless she believed the trust fund story. It wasn’t uncommon here at all. I just hated lying to her about my life.
The bed was delivered before the evening and we made it with the new sheets before I attacked her. I’d been hungry for Leila all day and going down on her with the sound of the ocean was perfect. It was everything that I’d ever wanted, and I held her tightly in my arms as I searched for a way to tell her the truth.
We were both off to work the next day, though I pretended that I was going to the apartment to do some work instead of a studio. Leila seemed happy when I dropped her off at her house, kissing me softly before she went inside. I took the freeway to the studio where I was going to shoot a scene with one of the few actresses I enjoyed working with, or at least I used to. Today, I was dreading it.
I parked the Jeep and walked inside, heading to the dressing room that was set up for me. The makeup artist came in and treated my body for the camera and I actually felt annoyed that she brushed my cock.
I was falling for Leila and it scared me.
I pulled on some shorts and went to the studio where bedroom set that we were using was, greeting the director with a nod. Terra walked into the room wearing a sheer black lace camisole and matching thong, smiling at me.
“Hi, Lance. It’s good to see you again.” She ran a hand through her thick red hair and looked around as Nolan told her what was going to happen in this scene. It was the usual quick sex deal and I started the scene by acting like I passed the room on accident, leaning in to talk to her as she spread out on the bed, playing with her pussy. I approached the bed, leaning over to rip her underwear down as I pretended that she was Leila. I buried my face between her legs, licking her up and down as Terra moaned and gripped my hair. I knew that she had something for me from past shoots and the way that she held onto me and pulled me closer showed me that Terra liked it. She liked it as more than just a scene in a movie and I faltered for a moment before I focused on the job.
I made her come with a loud scream before I ripped my shorts down. Terra went off script and pushed forward to take me into her mouth, pushing me back to the bed as she went to town. I closed my eyes and imagined Leila’s lips wrapped around me as she bobbed over me. I imagined that it was just Leila and I in a bed together, going at it until we were too tired to keep it up. Terra worked my cock hard, wanting me to come. I grabbed her long hair and pulled her closer for the camera.
I wasn’t going to come, and I pushed her away forcefully as she stared up at me with big, green eyes. I told her to get on her knees and slipped a condom on as the camera panned to her face, ready for me. I let out a groan as I took her with one hard thrust, pushing Terra forward on the mattress. I fucked her the way that I was supposed to, knowing that it was only one woman that I wanted to be inside of. I drove into Terra hard and fast as she cried out, rocking with me. I knew that the camera was zoomed in on where our bodies were joined and let my face go slack for a moment and I pumped. I pumped into her pussy like I’d done a thousand times, making her writhe and scream my name. I made her come, feeling her tighten around me as she jerked into me.
We ended the scene with her riding me, looking like she was having the time of her life. Terra was one of the more skilled porn actresses, but I also knew that she was into me. She came again as she rocked over me and I moved with her out of habit. I was glad when it was over and dropped back on the bed as I took a deep breath. Terra stood and smiled down at me as Nolan told us we did great, but I only stared up into the rafters of the studio.
“Want to get a drink?” Terra asked as I gave her a dark look. I didn’t make a habit of hanging out with other actors and actresses after work apart from some of the award ceremonies. I wasn’t normally rude about it and she frowned down at me as she stood naked before me.
“I have plans tonight,” I offered as she nodded and grabbed a robe to walk back to her room in.
“You just turned Terra Lynn down?” Nolan asked as I sat up and stretched.
“I don’t take it beyond the set. That shit gets dangerous.” I told him as he nodded. We’d all seen those couples break up over jealousy or just fizzling out in their personal lives. I considered what Leila would think about my career and smirked as I told Nolan to have a good night and walked to my dressing room. I pulled on my jeans and a t-shirt before I walked out to the Jeep and headed to the beach house.
Nobody had been over apart from Leila and I enjoyed the peace. My new furniture was set up from the earlier delivery and I glanced around as I headed towards the fridge for a beer. I wanted to ask Leila to come over, but Terra had made a deep cut with her talons during the last sex scene that I wasn’t ready to explain. It seemed apparent what it was to me and even in the dark, Leila would notice it. She was touchy with me when we were being intimate, and the broken skin was obvious. I took the beer to the back patio and sat down on the steps, taking in the amazing view as I realized how big the world really was.
I thought about the money that I’d made working. I knew that I could live well for a long time and I was already set up with homes and cars. Could I quit and do something else? I could freelance like I lied about doing and keep myself going just fine.
I’d never considered this for a woman before. Even if I did quit, there was still a chance that she’d find out someday. Leila was not the kind of woman to embrace that and I knew I’d lose her. In that case, I might just end up back in the business because I’d never meet another woman like Leila. I heard my phone through the screen door and let it ring. I didn’t want to talk to anyone tonight and I figured I’d stay here for the night alone. I missed Leila, but it was too risky to have her come over here. I wasn’t ready for it to end yet.
I stayed outside until I was too hungry to ignore it anymore, going inside to make something from the few groceries that I had in the fridge. I ate in the bedroom and looked out the window over the ocean, drinking another beer as I pushed away the memories of Leila that I had in this room. I dropped back onto the pillows and closed my eyes, feeling the sting of my wounds.
I had never been at a crossroads before when it came to my career or a woman. I didn’t know what to do with this and I downed my beer as I tried to push the thoughts away. I had a lot of shoots lined up for the next several months and even if I could quit, that would be shitty to do to the people that I worked with.
“Fuck,” I cursed under my breath as I craved another beer or more. I needed to sleep for tomorrow and I pushed away the worries about Leila and my life. I couldn’t do this to myself, not after all my hard work.